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Dyra and Darren still look fun to chat. But suddenly Dyra remembered something that had stuck in his mind.
"Hubby, why did you tell me about Ansel having to wait an hour? That's because I forced you to tell." Dyra folded her hands in front of her chest while raising her eyebrows.
"Because I don't want to burden you, but Owen finally opened my mind, until I finally dared to convey it to you," Darren said while linking his eyebrows.
Dyra pursed her lips. "If so, you don't have to consider me your wife anymore! Because if you do acknowledge me as your wife, no matter what kind of problem you're in, I'm the first person you should tell me," Dyra's protest still crossed her face with a pouting nose.
Darren's face immediately panicked to see Dyra's expression, because for him it was a torture if the woman he loved got angry. "Honey, please don't sulk! I'm worried because I'm afraid you're burdened with what happened to Ansel, that's what I don't want."
Dyra grabbed both hands of her husband. His gaze was so deep that it pierced through the depths of Darren's heart, which was instantly gobsmacked with the beautiful glow of Dyra's shady eyeballs. "Whatever your problem, however hard it may be, tell me! If you consider me your wife, then I'm the first person who will know everything that's happened to you. Maybe you have another girlfriend? The girl friend you've been to tell me all your problems." Suddenly there is doubt in Dyra's mind about Darren's loyalty to her. The woman was downcast while sighing deeply, she understood that her husband did have a very high position in the business world in this Seoul City. Even with the handsome face of many women who certainly really want to be close to Darren, especially Dyra can not be with him at all times or watch anything Darren does.
Darren shook his head, then he grabbed Dyra's chin with his fingers, so that his wife's beautiful face was lifted again. The two looked at each other inside. The views are intertwined, although at this time the two eyeballs Dyra already looks teary withstanding piles.
It is natural because there is a sense of trauma inside a Dyra Anastasya, especially when it comes to his mind, dark memories on the wedding day. When the man who was supposed to be side by side with him in the pelaminan, it turns out to disappear and return with a woman who has been pregnant.
"Hey, honey. You don't think like that dong, where might I dare to mess behind you. Never mind to share stories with other women, when there are women who are my clients only, I never dare to look into his eyes, because I just want to see your beautiful eyes a."
Dyra stared in full search.
Darren held his laughter tight to make it unreadable for Dyra, he was so funny to see Dyra's current attitude as a child. But deep down he was very happy, because it was a sign that Dyra began to feel fear of losing her.
"I promise you, I'll tell my wife all my problems one, there won't be anyone else." Darren hooked his pinky and the two now threw a smile at each other on his face. The face of Dyra who had been struck by fear, now became radiant with twinkle in both beautiful eyes.
As the two got late with the romantic atmosphere, suddenly a rowdy voice sounded from inside Ansel's room.
Darren immediately turned to the door of the room. Both of his eyebrows were deeply intertwined, full of question marks, as was Dyra who was really anxious to think about what was really going on in the room.
"Ansel, why her?"
"Hubby, let's go in! I'm afraid Ansel hurt Irene."
The two got up and hurriedly entered the room.
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